Before he could breathe, the king quickly disappeared in place, and in the next moment, he fell from the sky, and the entire shattered surface expanded again, forming an incomparable storm that swept all around.

In the center, Tang An's hair is flying, and his high heels and calves are deep in the dirt.

"Who the hell are you!"

The king stood on the ruins, his face frighteningly dark.

I thought that the other party only knew gun magic and should belong to a ranged profession, but that kick just now made his heart skip a beat, and his ability to dare to fight in close combat was not weak.

"Let me think about it, the title of Mystery Killer is a bit vulgar, there it is!"

Tang An snapped his fingers, but he was actually not satisfied with the name of the mysterious killer.

It doesn't feel like he is.

"I'll be the Gatling Enchantress from now on."

Tang An is not afraid of revealing his identity now, anyway, he will be recognized as soon as he uses Gatling.

And his abilities will also be recognized as gun magic, which is common in this world.

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Even if there are reincarnators and traversers, he is not afraid, since he continues to hunt the magician, it has been contrary to the original book, but he has to do it.

After all, it is necessary to strengthen the strength.

Besides, transgender is in hand, and there is no panic at all.

Who knows if Tang An will be a man or a woman in the next second?

The sky is surging, many people in the royal capital are fleeing, and there are even reporters who are not afraid of death taking pictures with cameras.

A thunderbolt struck.

"Magical Piercing."

The king was the first to attack, and the purple-black magic in his hand surged into a spear, appearing in front of Ares and stabbing him in the heart.

Foreseeing the future starting, Tang An took a step sideways and passed by the spear and disappeared to the ground.

The next moment, a huge explosion sounded, directly causing the surrounding ground to form a flat ground, which quickly cracked and collapsed.

Tang An slammed Gatling on the king, and the latter crossed his hands and condensed his magic power, and his feet sank deep into the ground and stopped him deadly.

Hills rose from the ground around the two of them.

Tang An spun his body violently, and his slender and slender long legs twitched horizontally with the sound of breaking the air.

The king quickly raised his body, only to feel a numbness on his forehead, a huge wind and waves blew, and the Gobi exploded behind him instantly.

The magic power of the fist turned into a long sword, and the king stabbed Tang An in the chest in a rage.

There is no meaning of pity at all.

It's all about treating the enemy who killed his father.

Tang An did not dodge or dodge, and the bazooka muzzle was aimed directly at the king.

Lightning sparks flew, and the magic power long sword pierced Tang An's chest and did not penetrate it, and at this moment, the iron, hard, and armed colors spread, forming a strong defense to firmly resist.

But the king's face turned green, and the barrel of the cannon that was close at hand gave off a brilliant light.

"Boom...."

A mushroom cloud pushed sideways, burning flames and black smoke entwined, and the ruins around it peeled off and disappeared.

A purple-black streamer flew and fell to the end after leaving a terrifying ravine.

One-tenth of the kings have now disappeared, and many of the Magus Guilds have just arrived, and they find that a ray of light is flying towards them to the extreme, and some unlucky ones are directly stoned to death.

"That.. That's the king! ”

"The king is a man with the power of the Holy Ten, how... How could it be so embarrassing. ”

"Are there other holy tens, who have come to our kingdom?"

Many magicians turned shocked, knowing that their king had the power of the Holy Ten, and because of this, he would deter other countries and let the kingdom of Beronica stand safely on this land.

But now their king was in disarray.

Of course, the real strength is definitely not as good as the Ten Saint Wizards elected by the Senate.

"Ahem. . . Ahem..."

In the pile of rubble, the king stood up in embarrassment, his mouth couldn't stop vomiting blood and staining his collar red, and the luxurious royal dress was already in tatters.

"Just in time."

Standing in mid-air and looking at the magicians who came from other cities, the corners of Tang An's mouth jumped with joy, and the Gatling in his hand was suspended in the air on his left shoulder, suddenly expanding to the size of fifty meters, and the cannon barrel spun out a laser in an instant, blasting like a meteor shower.

"Ah~"

"Help!"

"Defend quickly."

"Oh no, it's a mysterious killer."

Like cutting wheat, the entire dilapidated surface bombarded wildly, and many magicians used all their magical power to defend themselves, and they were easily shot through the flesh and blood.

The bazooka also swelled to fifty meters and hung in the air on the right shoulder, and a cannonball shot out like a hill, and the moment it hit the ground, it was a mushroom cloud.

Gatling and Bazooka entered automatic mode, and Tang An wrapped his soul power in both hands, grabbed at the magicians floating in the air, and finally injected Gatling and Bazooka into it one after another.

This method of harvesting is swift and violent.

"Stop me."

The king got up from the ruins and looked at the entire burning royal capital, his face hideous and hysterical.

If a cannonball shoots at Tang An, the magic power on his body is not fatally increased, which is forcibly increasing his magic power at the cost of life.

"You two go on."

Tang An looked down at the king, casually giving orders to Gatling and Bazooka.

"Yes, Father!"

Gatlin and Bazooka have faces on them, and they are very cute.

Because of Tang An's special attention, Gatlin and Bazooka evolved very quickly, and their IQ was about ten years old.

Although he doesn't usually speak, he is a real alternative lifeform.

"Super Magic Cannon."

At this time, the king stared at Tang An, the magic power up and down his body contracted, a purple-black magic array that spread across the sky slowly rotated, and a pillar of light with a diameter of twenty meters washed towards Tang An like moving mountains and reclamation.

A red wolf frying pan appeared in Tang An's hand, and he held the handle with both hands and quickly expanded to several hundred meters, covering the clouds and covering the curtain as if a shadow was a shot against the pillar of light.

The terrifying pressure hummed, and the sky roared.

"Damn..."

Forcibly stopped, the king roared, increasing his mana output to destroy the pan with a single blow.

But the pan was harder than he had imagined, and the pillar of light was compressing.

"Fly to Lao Tzu."

Tang An's long wavy hair flew, and he increased his strength and fanned it hard, and the pan was like a broken bamboo crushing the pillar of light.

"How is that possible?"

Shadows swept through the veil, and the king was sent chills through his body by a great crisis, and as the pillar of light completely collapsed, he confronted the pan.

As if swatting flies, the moment the two sides touched, the king's entire face was flattened.

The whole king was pierced, the surface of the earth was torn apart by the abyss, and the king had long since disappeared in place.

The pan in his hand shrank, Tang An looked at the end of the abyss and disappeared in place, the king was covered in blood and sunk in a mountain, constantly coughing up blood to look like a fierce and auspicious one.

This pan is obviously not that easy to pick up.

The storm struck again, and a crystal heel kicked the ground like a meteorite in the air blast.

The death crisis terrified the king, and the mana surged in front of him, erecting a barrier of magic to resist the blow.

"Click.. Click..."

Like a mirror, cracks spread shockingly to the barrier, and with the last wail, Tang An's long legs kicked the king in the chest.

The shrill sound of bones breaking, and the whole scene shook as the king flew sideways again with the blood splattering to the sky.

"Poof..."

The huge pit was in tatters, and the king lay in the ruins, covered in blood, and the breath above and below his body became precarious in an instant.

Immediately after that, three thorns pierced into the flesh and blood, and behind Tang An's cold gaze appeared a resentful and fierce evil ghost, with fangs and claws, hideous and terrifying.

“stay or life。”

With a snatch of his right hand, the king's face was terrified, and he lost his breath as his soul was torn apart.

The flesh was also annihilated.